Ridgefield bustles below me and Cornershop plays through my computer.
After an entire week of rain the sun shines and the sky is blue.
I have a day off and a lovely breeze blows through the window.

Today could be a potentially ugly day.

This past Saturday, I made the grave mistake of tossing my night's cash balance into the trash. I usually don't make such big mistakes, especially when money is involved. More importantly, when money that's not mine is involved. Sunday, the answering machine recieved messages about the missing cash, but I had already gone off to enjoy Sunday brunch with the rest of the world. (and of course some Sunday driving and a rousing round of mini-golf.) When I got home, I received the messages and called into work immediately. Disraught, I ran over to work (literally) to try to right the situation. Right it indeed. I found the cash drop and figured all would be well.

Wrong-o.

I get a call from the Assistant that I am now on a two dya suspension. Big deal. So now I have two extra days off...including Memorial Day which means I don't have to deal with those crowds! However, reality sets it. Why would they suspend me? Am I getting fired, and if so...isn't this an odd way to do it? (of course, now it occurs to me that the district manager wouldn't want to come out on a holiday to speak to me.)

So this afternoon, after a lovely visit to the doctor's office that never likes to keep my appointments as it is. (which I'm considering skipping because I'd rather be on time for this meeting than to be held up in the doctor's.) I have a meeting with the district manager. My boss tells me not to worry, but how am I supposed to feel? I've given three years to this company and gone way above and beyond what I've needed to do. If they feel the need to fire me after a mistake...well. What can I do?

[insert witty cynical quip like 'life sucks' here]

I've noticed the hits have gone up.
Interesting. I haven't had any new projects lately.
My scanner isn't even plugged in.

I've been doing some sketches froma long thought out yet barely thought out project, Run. My style is changing a bit. I think it's the less anime and manga that I surround myself in the more I have to work on my own style and what comes out of my mind. Sure, it's still a manga style by any definition. (except the fact that I'm very American.) I like it. It's not the sort of stuff that will sell at a con art show full of copy work and likenesses of fan art but it's ME. That's what matters, right?

It's laundry day. Oh man. I'm really procrastinating this. At least it's crappy out and I won't feel so bad shuffling dirty clothes around if there's really nothing else better to do.

The place is ocming along slowly. The kitchen is almost fully operational. We made midnight breakfast last night to celebrate. Complete with BOMBA the crazy Austrian energy drink that's blue and comes in a bottle shaped like a grenade. I should become an official tester/critic of these "energy" drinks. I drink so many of them. (and very few of them are actually effective.)

Oh wait! Get this! I got a letter from the Army the other day. They're now asking me if I'd like to become a Reserve Recruiter. Oh wow...I must be part of some crazy military computer glitch. Sometimes the mail from them pisses me off considering what had happened, but mail like that. Welp. I just can't help but roll on the ground in hysterics over it.

Time to get the day rollin'.

An interesting e-mail I received this evening:

"Hello< you have my favorite name. Maybe you 're really someone to be."

I'm going to assume that they're referring to my e-mail name, "miyuki". It's a nice name. No numbers behind it either. Lovely lovely. As far as the comment, 'maybe you're really someone to be.", I'm baffled. Am I really someone to be. What makes my life all that more speldid than anyone else's? Here I am, blabbering online, arranging gummy bears in various lewd positions on my keyboard. A vitural gummy orgy is happening before my eyes. I ponder how my life could be percieved as "someone to be". I work in a coffee shop, I live with a couple friends, I don't have outrageous hobbies or interests. I take each day as it comes to me and do my best with it. My life is not glamourous or special...perhaps it could be perceived that way. Everyone has a different point of view.

I think I'm just reading into this a little much.

I thanked the writer for providing me with one of the most bizarre e-mail messages I've received to date.

It's been a month. I doubt you missed me.

I'm in Ridgefield now. I've been too sick lately to enjoy it. Most of my stuff is still in boxes. Most food I eat comes back up. Lovely thoughts...thought I'd share them with you to let you know where I've been.

I just came back from Anime Central with Brian. This was his first anime convention which is extraordinary since he's not an anime fan by any means. He helped me out on the Art Show staff. He was a great help setting up all the panels with Janet and I. (I hate those damn panels.) The weekend went fairly smoothly. My highlight would either have to be Dancing Heino or all the sleep on a real bed that I got. That and that crazy Chicago-style deep-dish pizza. That rocked my world.

I haven't received any complaints or complements from the Art Show yet. Kinda dissapointing since I did put a fair amount of work into it. I feel kinda jyped actually. Whatever. Maybe I just won't do it next year. I mean, why staff a con if you don't get recoginision for doing your job? I attended every meeting (on time!) was present in my department at almost all open hours, and even ran the auction which I wasn't planning on doing. The only thing I did get a kick out of was that I was the only female department head. For some reason that really got me going.

I did a fair amount of 'vacationing' as well. Non-con stuff. Swimming, sleeping, relaxing...that was a well needed break. Next year if I do come back I want to see Chicago for at least a day. It's a shame, I've been there twice, but have only seen highways!

Ahhhh...forgot to e-mail Brian/Maze to let him know we got home a-okay...and that we're still rocking that case of Mountain Dew...